Page 102 of M!lked For His Pleasure

"Fucking... yes," I moaned and rolled my head to the side so I wouldn’t have to look at the alien who fucked me.

I closed my eyes and allowed the sensation to take over my body. My thoughts were consumed entirely by the way his dick worked me over. The way it filled me.

Selnar grunted and he thrust hard, burying his cock to the hilt inside me. As deep as it would go.

"Yes," I hissed, feeling his cock swell within me. "Do it." I clamped my legs around his waist and dug my fingernails into his back.

Selnar grunted and took hold of my right breast, squeezing it until I cried out in pain and milk leaked from my nipples. With a groan he pulled his cock out of me and began to unload his seed across my belly and down onto my pussy.

“Milked,” he groaned as my fluids leaked out and covered his hand as he released his grip on my breast. He slid his palm over my painfully engorged nipple.

His eyes closed as he came and then he just stood up, flicked the cum from his fingers onto my breasts and then laughed.

"I want to cum, Selnar," I begged.

He threw up his hands. "You had your chance. I told you I was going to cum."

Fuck, he was horrible.

My pussy dripped with my own juices and I needed a release… and I needed it now. I doubled down and shoved my fingers between my legs so that I could rub my clit.

Selnar's eyes went wide and he hurried across the room and yanked my hand from my pussy. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

I looked at him, "I'm going to cum."

He glared at me and picked up my dress to wipe his hands. He dropped it back onto the floor in an untidy heap and sneered at me.

I don’t know why I hoped that he would stick his cock back into me and fuck me the way I wanted… but my desire to climax faded away as he stared down at me. I felt worthless… disgusting… pathetic.

“Finished?”

“Fuck you.”

He didn’t seem to mind the insult. "Make sure you're ready for the examination. I'll be back to bring you."

As if I had a fucking clock in the room to tell time? The door slid open and then closed behind him and I could hear his footsteps as they echoed down the hall.

I let out a scream and a deep sob bubbled up from inside me. I’d been so close to my own climax as he’d been fucking me… the first time he’d actually given me any pleasure… and then the selfish prick had just pulled out and left me lying in a puddle of my own misery.

"Fuck, you," I said as the closed door to my bedchamber, hoping he could hear me despite our distance.

I lay back on the bed and pressed my thighs together, feeling the wetness between my legs as my pussy throbbed.

Fuck, Selnar is a terrible lover.

I swallowed back my anger, spread my legs, and forced myself to masturbate. My fingers wandered over my nipples anddown my belly. I rubbed my clit and then toyed with my pussy, feeling the remnants of the delicious ache of the stretch the girth of Selnar’s cock forced on me every time he fucked me.

This wasn't going to take long. I was already on the edge.

I'd been wet since Selnar had climbed on top of me. I closed my eyes and thought about the look on Selnar's face and his disgusting words. The hatred I felt for him was mixed with a deep-seeded need that I could only fill by bringing myself to orgasm.

He had just left me in my misery. A part of me was angry about it, but the other part was grateful for it. I'd never been so horny in my life. And now, I was on the verge of cumming.

My fingers danced over my clit, and my nipples hardened instantly. I pinched my nipple and rubbed the wetness over my breasts as my pussy grew wetter. "Yes," I moaned, as I looked up at the camera above my bed and imagined who could be watching me.

Were they as turned on as I was? Did they want me as badly as I wanted them?

I imagined straddling the man behind the camera's cock, riding his thick length while he moaned in pleasure.

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